She Couldn't Retreat

The battle inside the tower had already reached a fever pitch.

When the Moss Giant sensed that those few vines had completely failed to deal with the pest that had been making it itch, it seemed to fly into a rage. Its ribcage shook violently, and every vine on its head, shoulders, and back began to writhe at once.

The earlier lashes had only been scattered surprise attacks. This time, the entire green curtain exploded outward!

Countless emerald vines surged and swelled wildly at the same time, transforming from slender whips into thick cords in an instant. Fine, sharp barbs sprouted across their surfaces, densely filling the sky like a vast killing net that blotted out the heavens as it crazily closed in on Ling Chu from above.

Not only the front and sides—even the gaps in the bone wall, climbing blind spots, and the airspace overhead were completely sealed off by vines.

Ling Chu's pupils contracted sharply, every nerve in her body stretched taut.

Both hands still gripped the two daggers embedded in the bones, and she had no room to let go.

The moment she released them, there would be no foothold left—only a fall to her death.

There were too many...

This wave had dozens of times more vines than before!

At her side, You Jiali's bat wings beat frantically as he weaved through the whirling shadows of the whipping vines with all his strength. His small body charged at high speed again and again, knocking the vines off course.

But this attack was no longer just a few or a few dozen vines. It covered the entire area, blotting out the sky. He could block one side, but not all four; he could divert several vines, but not the endless swarm closing in from every direction.